The other day I sent you the story, “Blues In The Night” (see below). Janet Keller, my small fan club V.P., who often replies to my tales, asked for more. I suggested she write a Chapter 2 to “Blues In The Night” and she did. I think she did a terrific job -- very professional -- don't you agree?
The noise was deafening the car that had just been sitting in front of her now a mangled lump of metal. God they had kids in that car. Bile rose suddenly and Mary felt her dinner rising. Swallowing hard she bit back the desire to throw up. Black smoke was everywhere and the full realization of what had happened came crashing in. Screams for help, children crying, confusion all around...Mary told herself to focus trying hard to get gather her thoughts. From the debris she could tell it wasn't your normal chain reaction to a freeway fender bender. Getting our of her car she wondered how she came through unscathed. Looking ahead she saw what looked like an overturned big rig with a plane engine next to it. Is that what happened one of those jerks was carrying those huge loads and it had overturned causing this mess. But how did the car in front of her get so pulverized. She turned to see the damage behind and that was when it hit home. Not a truck but an actual plane had crashed on the freeway and it was all behind her....
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